9.30.2018

Casi un país (4) / Elizabeth Schön

Almost A Country (4)

Next to the stairs of El Calvario, I say to Juan:
“Let’s not descend the steps too quickly.”
“Lucía, if you want to know this city you have to hurry. Caracas is too big, so much that I almost mistake it for a country.”
We descend quickly. Since I’m happy, I remain quiet. Juan has told me not to speak when I’m content; it’s better to be quiet, and this way the happiness doesn’t end. It actually remains intact, like certain gifts that are stored so as to not be damaged or broken.